The police's heart is a sea! How many times have I heard such lofty sentiments in my heart?
I have always believed that there is a kind of loftiness called "dedication"! Some people look like ordinary people, so ordinary that you will never feel how great and noble they are when you see them, but when you know their hearts and their contribution to the people, you will feel that they have gradually gained strength in your heart, and gradually you will see clearly that they are the people called "people's police". In our team, how many comrades have left their homes and worked hard for the public security! How many police sisters-in-law have never complained that their husbands have made too little contribution to the family, and how many police children can fully enjoy endless parental love like ordinary children? From the answers to these questions, you can easily understand that the police are a group of selfless people!
Looking back ten years ago, when I first took up the post of traffic police, I was wrapped in an olive-green police uniform and with a young heart. At that time, I fantasized that I would be a heroic woman that everyone admired. Later, I found out that my pride is not the moment I became a heroine among women, but the smiling faces of the masses, the unimpeded road, a warmth to others in difficulties, or just a "thank you". In fact, pride is so simple, and it is often so easily moved.
I remember once when I was on duty, I met such a scene: an old woman came to me with a bag and a crying little grandson in her arms. It turned out that she came to the city from the countryside to send money to her hospitalized daughter. She didn't notice when she left the station. Later, she found that the bag containing the treatment money was cut open by the thief with a knife. Fortunately, the money is on the inner floor, and it is not lost! At this time, she dragged her grandchildren to my side in horror, hoping that I could help her and send them to the hospital door to reassure her. At that time, I picked up the crying child without hesitation and walked to the hospital with her. Although the road is not far, I feel that I have a responsibility in my hands. At this moment, I am their "patron saint". When I sent them to the hospital, my grandmother's grateful and reassuring eyes and the children's admiring and trusting eyes were always projected in my heart.
I have been immersed in the police force for ten years, and what I have seen and experienced with my own eyes has transformed me from the bottom of my heart into deep feelings. I believe all policemen have such a deep feeling: the police's heart is a sea! There is endless warmth, wisdom, courage and tolerance. The police's heart can let go of everything except their own affection. The police's heart is so broad that they can see everything except the sadness of their loved ones! Although the masses sometimes have a lot of misunderstandings and injuries to them, the police will still protect them as their own relatives.
I firmly believe that our cause is a great cause. No matter how bitter we are, I will devote my life to this sacred cause like my dear colleague.
Because of the busy and tired work these days, I am determined to do a good job of beauty for myself. When I put a thick white mask on my face, my daughter stood by and smiled at me and said, "Mom, you are so ugly!" " "I patted her little face with a smile. Suddenly she leaned close to my ear and said, "Mom, I like you because you are ugly!" " "This time, I smiled in my heart!
Yes, sons and daughters never abandon their mothers. We are children of the people. Although society has given us police more than fairness, I have never abandoned the people who raised us. My colleagues and I will try our best to be good policemen and let my mother feel the warmth and light of justice in her laughter.